I ran onto the Hogwarts train…I was SO glad to get away from home for the first time in my life! I bet you would too if your parents named you Nymphadora. All of the compartments were full accept for one.
"Can I sit here?" I asked the two boys sitting there, both redheads, one was a bit taller and older than the other one. I think they were brothers.
"Are you new?" The tall one asked.
"Yeah its my first year." I replied. The tall one looked like he was growing out his hair.
"It's mine too." Said the younger one. " I'm Charlie, and that's Bill, it's his third year. What's your name?
"Nymphadora." I said with a shudder.
"You don't like your name?" Bill asked.
"What do you think?" I asked him sarcastically. Then another girl came in, and asked if she could sit down.
"Hello, I'm Margaret." She seemed friendly BUT I WAS WRONG! I'll get to that part later.
"You all have such normal names I HATE MINE!" I exclaimed. They laughed.
"What is it?" Margaret asked.
"Nymphadora." I said rolling my eyes. WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE SO WEIRD! I can tell that it will give me lots of problems later in life…
"If you don't like your name, then what am I suppose to call you?" Bill asked. I thought about that for a second. I was never really called anything else, Nymphadora, whether I liked it or not, was my name and I was going to have to live with that…UNLESS… I could be called by my last name. EXACTLY! That's what I'll do!
"You can call me Tonks." I said.
"Tonks?" Charlie asked.
"Is it just as bad as Nymphadora?" I asked.
"No, I kind of like it." Charlie said. Was he flirting with me? Oh my god I bet he was! The train soon reached its destination…HOGWARTS! Yay! The sorting ceremony was cool. I got sorted in to Gryffindor, and so was Charlie. Bill was already in Gryffindor. Margaret was sorted into Hufflepuff. Hogwarts was a pretty cool place. It was actually there, where I fist discovered my metamorphous powers, I won't tell you the details, they are pretty embarrassing. My third year was when Snape just started teaching, and we made his first year hell! That's exactly why I didn't become a prefect. Bill was, and Charlie became one also. That year, I was also his girlfriend. We were perfect together, until someone came along, and ruined it. That someone, was Margaret…
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